Lyrics
[Verse]
Mud on the tires, trucks jacked up high,
Got that Mary Jane, touching cloud nine.
Whisky in the flask, never dry,
Rebel spirit strong, touching the sky.
[Chorus]
Rolling down dirt roads, blasting tunes,
High as the Pines, howlin' at moons.
Whisky hits hard, like a freight train,
Country life wild, never tame.
[Verse 2]
Rearview mirror, sunset glow,
Puffin' that green, feel the flow.
Whisky burnin' like a wildfire blaze,
Kickin' up dust, in a smoky haze.
[Chorus]
Rolling down dirt roads, blasting tunes,
High as the Pines, howlin' at moons.
Whisky hits hard, like a freight train,
Country life wild, never tame.
[Bridge]
Trucks lined up, stars in the sky,
Weed on our lips, feelin' fly.
Whisky in the jar, stories to tell,
Living life loud, raising hell.
[Chorus]
Rolling down dirt roads, blasting tunes,
High as the Pines, howlin' at moons.
Whisky hits hard, like a freight train,
Country life wild, never tame.
Style
confident country rap
Prompt
Country rap about smoking weed big jacked up trucks and drinking whisky Confident
Credits
Prompt byBohemianRiff489
GeneratedNov 15, 2024
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